"Shaggy, that's not pussy juice," Velma said through clenched teeth as her belly rippled. "My water just broke. I'm going into labor." Zoinks! What do...I do?" Shaggy asked, pulling his softening cock out of Velma's pussy and pushing himself to the edge of the bed as Velma fought to catch her breath after her first contraction."Get my dad," Velma told Shaggy, trying to calm him down before he panicked. "Tell him I'm in labor and he needs to drive us to the hospital. Then call the doctor and tell. Onthe contrary. I want you to pleasure yourself. Just like you do whenyou fantasize about me. Come on,” I urged, “put your hand on your cuntand masturbate for me, and I’ll take off my pants and show you my slit.I know you’d like that, Dr. S——. I’m offering you somethingreally erotic and really hot, and so how can you possibly say that I’mbeing cruel to you?”“Well …” she said quickly as if she was going to argue with. He’s quite clever at catching typos and other minor goofs that slip by me. But the main reason I asked him to proofread this story was to give me the guy’s perspective and to judge the heat factor. I also wanted to make sure it didn’t drag on. If a story is going to be lengthy, I want it to be worth the time it takes to read it!He finished reading and smiled at me, “Excellent story!”I grinned shyly, “Is it hot enough? Is it too long?”He looked at me like he wanted to devour me. “Not too long at. "You can heat it up for me later. Right now I need something other than food, Bob."My intention was to eat her pussy, and get her off that way. The cast on her leg started just below her knee, and went all the way to her instep. Her toes stuck out, but that was all. That did not prevent her from spreading her legs, though. And while she was quite happy about having her clitty sucked, she wanted the real McCoy."You sure about this?" I panted, aware of how injured she still was.She nodded rapidly.